Here Lies The Wicked
Chapter 820: On the Edge of Death
Liu Shan's hand shook again.
This kid's a snakesperm, right?
Why don't you cherish your life so badly, you have to make a wild test on the edge of death!
And!
That's too obvious!
Believe in your goddamn country!
……
At this time, even the other two camel peak old men sitting with the ugly old woman can no longer maintain the calm and accommodating character of the master.
Tianxiang of national colour?
International female star?
I couldn't help but turn my eyes and look at the old woman sitting next to them.
Results this look.
It's unbearable.
Can't stand to look directly.
The muscle twitches on his face, the calm breath in his body is a bit disturbing, and he can't help but slap his hands to death to speak falsely with his conscience.
Are you fucking with me?
However, the people present at this time, with the exception of Fang Zheng, were all disturbed to look at the old woman.
In the face of such humiliation, can this man not just explode, just start a fight on the boat, drag everyone down?
Knock, knock!
The old woman's neck spinning, as if the pale-faced demon was spinning her neck, twisting her head towards the right direction, in those cold, stinging black pupils, the cold and ruthless shadow of the right square.
In the pupils of the two printed square shadows, there was a vicious smell moving. When the old woman on the camel peak was about to lose her sanity in the next second... Liu Shan's voice, in the complex environment of the mountain belly water cave, sounded timely.
“All right, now we're going into a real ghost hole. Keep quiet. I hope you don't make any noise. If anyone wants to die, please don't drag me into the water! ”
“The only reason you found me was because a few months ago, the only shady boat that entered the seventy-two ghost gates suddenly disappeared overnight, and you couldn't find a waterway into the ghost hole, which is why you saw my boat. My ship has been hunting corpses in this river for generations. Over the years, it has absorbed a lot of corpses, resentment, death, landed a lot of water ghosts drowned in this water, can cover the living atmosphere, hide what is hidden in the dark, and send you into 72 ghost gates, but this does not guarantee that you will die intentionally! ”
Liu Shan's voice carries a warning.
He was talking to Han Hung.
It is also to warn Fang Zheng, please, don't kill him again, to mess with Han Hung category.
Liu Shan may have felt that he was leaving Fang in the cabin, but it was not conservative. The ghost knew what kind of moth Fang was going to cause. There was no silence on the road, so Liu Shan called Fang to his side.
The journey ahead is indeed a dangerous anomaly.
The tragedy of the three corpses is still in sight.
Even Liu Shan wouldn't dare to be here.
He used to close 72 ghost gates with care and caution.
Hearing Liu Shan's warning sound, Fang Zheng's eyes looked at Han Hung's direction with regret.
He wanted to find an opportunity to ask Han Hung, why didn't one of his son's bodies get on the boat and reunite his father and son?
Father and son are separated once in a while. Is that really okay?
In the face of the uppermost gaze, Han Hung is still wondering.
What are you looking at?
You're sorry for me.
He always felt the way he looked at him, making his back a little chilly.
Perhaps because Liu Shan's warning worked.
The old woman, whose pupil had been murdered, persisted. For the time being, the other woman was not fighting.
Their goals for this trip are at stake.
Don't waste too much effort on the end of the branch at this point.
Anyway, the boy won't live long in front of us, so why be angry with a dead man?
In Han Hung's eyes.
Or in the eyes of an old woman.
Or in the eyes of the other two camel-backed old men.
From the moment Fang was boarding the ship, he was already dead in their eyes.
Next, when Fang was sitting next to Liu Shan, Liu Shan extinguished the searchlight he was wearing over his head, in the mountain belly water hole, and suddenly fell into eternal darkness.
Cold, damp, depressed, weird, dark breath, began to climb onto the hull, every man on the boat's skin, mind.
It's a darkness that can't reach five fingers.
Fear always comes from facing the unknown.
In this darkness, everyone's minds are being lit up a little bit and eroded a little bit.
“The rule of seventy-two ghost doors closing, I'm sure everyone will understand, ignore, listen, unconscious, own ghost pushers, will send us ashore.” In the dark, Liu Shan actually took out a black cloth strip and began to tie his eyes.
Liu Shan tied his eyes, and continued to explain, as if he were talking to Fang Zheng, the only ordinary person: “Seventy-two ghost doors are closed with too many dead bodies, too many, become a pile of caves, carcasses, resulting in the magnetic field of heaven and earth has long been different from the outside world. So there's no such thing as the right path here, and only a ghost pusher can get us in. ”
“The magnetic field of heaven and earth here comes from countless corpse resentments that have been held in abeyance since ancient times. In order to prevent us from falling into the ghost wall, the ghost blindfolded the illusion. In order to safely pass through the seventy-two ghost gates, you must seal your five senses, your eyes, ears and nose. ”
When I heard Liu Shan's words, I didn't know that the three people on the back of the rice camel were confident in their faces.
Not at all.
It means nothing to tie your eyes together.
“This has become a place for carcasses, and the rest of the journey, you seal the five senses, don't move, we're here, and nature won't let you die.” The speaker is one of the old men on the back of the camel.
The old man's hands were wearing a string of black beads.
Each bead is like a walnut.
From the very beginning, from the black bead string, the fang senses a very dark smell of the soul.
Looks like two underarms.
After the beaded camel-back old man said, confident and grinning appeared in his eyes: "As for us, hey, I'd like to see how powerful the magnetic field of this cadaver farm really is, can it affect me! ”
The man's voice, with a yin test.
Heran was the mysterious Yin Test Sound that had previously appeared at Liu Shan's house.
He said confidently, turning to look at the old woman next to him, and his eyes were slightly lower, and he sat alone with a slightly unscrupulous look in his eyes, sitting alone on the other camel-back old man opposite him.
The old man with the hunchback was swollen with a python crutch.
Looks like this old Python Crutcher is the leader, or the most powerful of the three.
Han Hung heard the old man with a string of beaded hunchbacks, hurried to tear off a corner of clothes, tied his own eyes, and sat on his shoulders with tight muscles.
After finishing his speech, the old man with the beaded hunchback subconsciously looked at Liu Shan and Fangzheng.
“Hmm?”
He shocked. In the dark, he saw that Fang Zheng was just like them. Instead, he did not seal his five senses. Instead, he looked at the surrounding water holes with curiosity.
The old man with the beaded hunchback was a little impenetrable at one time.
He did not sense any spiritual fluctuations from the square.
The other person seemed to be an ordinary person.
But the performance of Fang on the road made him a little suspicious. I always felt that Fang was not simple, but I couldn't find the flaws in Fang's body at once.
Ever since Fang was practicing "Ming Yu Gong", he was hiding his breath and had already been able to handle it.
Especially after the integration of many secrets, and the promotion and cultivation of the Three Photographic Gods to the Great Pole of Nine, he reached the peak of the creation in terms of convergence.
When he curbs his breath and deliberately tries to hide his body, no outsider will ever see his end unless it is from an internal investigation.
After all, he was so energetic and devoted to the Three Photographic Gods that no normal person could imagine it.
“Hey, ignorance is the biggest misfortune, whether you are a real ordinary person or intentionally hiding awkwardness, help from this little grocery fish Liu Shan, I'll see how you hide the rest of the journey! ”
The beaded camel laughed in the heart of the old man, looking into Fang Zheng's eyes, with irony.
“Anyway, in our eyes, this kid is dead! ”
Liu Shan had already closed his five senses.
Otherwise, he will see that Fang did not tie his eyes with a cloth strip, and he will probably be scared that the slot side is making a wild test of the dead edge...